Ethan, are you OK? I heard you got hit by the Role Exchanger at work. Whoa - you're a chick!
Yeah, I guess this is the new me… That weird blue light flew by work and swapped me into the "new girl." Yeah, she looks pretty good, I guess. -I mean, I'm just glad I didn't swap with anyone else in the office: they're all several decades older and I heard someone brought their newborn in and it got its lack of bladder control swapped! Can you imagine?
Or - can you imagine if "Preggo Patty" next door wasn't on maternity leave and someone swapped with her at work? Oh, damnit all. I just had to open my big mouth… The Role Exchanger is back!
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